A. Vinson Family

Hai everyone! My name is Julie Juliana Vinson. You can call me Julie. I act as a female lead here!

I have a father named Anthony Austin Vinson the one who used to be called as Mr. Tony and I called him as dad.

And I have a mother named Junnie Jolynn Vinson she used to be called as Mrs. Junnie and I called her as Mom. That's all from me! Byeeee....!

B. Eden Family

My name is Romy Raymond Eden. Or, you can call me Romy. I act as male lead here.

My father's s name is Carlos Carlson Eden, called Mr. Carlos and I call him as Papa.

My mother's name is Agatha Ainsley Eden, called Mrs. Agatha and I call her as Mama.

And I have a little sister named Marcha Margareta Eden, called as Marcha. Bye. We'll meet in the next chapter.

C. Deborah Family

Hi! Nice to meet you all, my name is Chloe Daisy Deborah, you all can call me Chloe. I am Julie's best friend.

My father's name is Shaquille Reagan Deborah. He usually called as Mr. Shaq, and I call him Father.

And the last but not least is my mother. Her name is Jennifer Zwetta Deborah. She usually called as Mrs. Jenn, and I call her Mother.

And the least is my big sister. Her name is Queenie Oswald Deborah. We all call her as Inny. Hey, you know what? She's a married woman! And I have a twin nieces. They're cute...! Maybe soon you'll know them. Good bye! See you soon!

D. Garrick Family

Hello! My name is Axton Aland Garrick. You all can call me Axton. I am Romy's best friend (not his close friend! But BEST FRIEND).

I have an authoritative father named Cedric Chevalier Garrick. Used to be called as Mr. Cedric, and I call him Papa.

I have a very naughty mother named Alicia Eilaria Garrick. She used to be called as Mrs. Alice, and I call her Mama.

Lastly, I have a younger sister who is no less nagging than my mother named Megan Maylafaisha Garrick. She usually called as Meg. Until here first! See you again!

E. Addison Family

Hi! My name is Daroll Davidson Addison, I usually called as Dave. I am Romy's and Axton's best friend.

I have a father named Efrain Ewald Addison. He usually called as Mr. Efrain, and I call him father.

I have a mother named Caroline Amber Addison. She usually called as Mrs. Carol, and I call her mother. 'till here first! See you next time!

INTERMEZZO

Julie: Hey, Chloe! 😄

Chloe (Julie's bestie): Yup! What's up? 🤨

Julie: When will everyone know your nieces? 🤔 I missed them already... 😁

Chloe (Julie's bestie): Yea... It's under Author's control... 😔

Julie: Oh... You're Right...😔

Meanwhile in another place...

Mrs. Alice (Axton's mom): Axton! What the heck are you saying I am nagging in front of all the viewers?! 😠

Axton (Romy's bestie): Hmm... Because that is the truth... 🤷🏻‍♂️

Mrs. Alice (Axton's mom): You- 👿 *Interrupted.

Meg (Axton's sis): OH MY GOD!!! *#!?$&#!%?! (Noises... ) *Sliped, slumped from the top four stairs to the bottom. Oouucchhh.... 🤕

Mrs. Alice (Axton's mom): *Surprised. 😱 Oh! Meg! Are you alright?! *Helping Meg to get up from the floor. 😱

Axton (Romy's bestie): *Watching with both hands crossed in front of his chest. 😶

Mrs. Alice (Axton's mom): HEY, AXTON! How could you stand there and watching calmly while your sister fell like this?! 😡

Axton (Romy's bestie): Uhh.. Alright, alright... *Moving towards Meg's place and reach out his right hand. 😒

Meg (Axton's sis): *Shrugged Axton's hand angrily. 😡

Axton (Romy's bestie): *Surprised. 😨

Meg (Axton's sis): You! You're the one who caused me to be like this! 👿

Axton (Romy's bestie): Huh? 😨

Mrs. Alice (Axton's mom): *Watching while guessing what happened earlier and next. 😶

Meg (Axton's sis): Because you said I was nagging in front of all the viewers, I ran around to scold you from my bedroom because you ruined my image! And- and now! I fell embarrassingly in front of all the viewers! Waaaaaahhhhhhh!!! 😭😭😭

Axton (Romy's bestie): Huh? *Still loading... 🤨

Mrs. Alice (Axton's mom): *Understood the situation, and turned to hug Meg. You're okay, Meg... Isn't that right, viewers?🧐 Axton! You! Apologize to Meg!

N-O-W! 👿👿👿

Axton (Romy's bestie): Duh... 😒

Mrs. Alice (Axton's mom): AXTON! 👿

Author: Ok, viewers, let's leave Axton with his problems first, huh? Good bye! See you soon! 😄 Love you all! 😘

Chap. 1

I looked in the mirror to see how I looked in a white wedding dress. I watch my face which was being dressed by the make-up who were standing around me.

Yes, this is my wedding day with someone I love. Imagine how difficult it was when we fought for our love story. When we both were quite young.

We were both young when I first saw you.

I close my eyes and the flashback starts.

Flashback on

I'm standing there, on the balcony, in summer air.

I stood on the balcony, looking down, where a party was being held by my father. Summer breeze blows through my hairs, which falls beautifully on my back.

I take a deep breath feeling the oxygen enters the respiratory organs, and exhale slowly.

See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.

I continued to stare at the lights hanging at the party, staring at the party dresses worn by the invited guests.

See you make your way through the crowd and say "Hello".

Little did I know.

My gaze turned to the young man who was walking through the hall, through the crowd, toward the upper staircase where I was standing on the balcony. It seemed like he needed some time alone for a while. But he didn't know that there was me who was standing here pondering.

"Hello,"

A voice broke my reverie. It turned out to be the voice of the young man that I was contemplating. I was so busy daydreaming that the person was behind me.

"You didn't answer my greeting?"

"Oh, um, sorry." Duh, so embarrassing ~

"Hmm, can I meet you? My name is Romy." he said, holding out his right hand.

"Julie." I replied briefly

"Nice to meet you," he said pleasantly.

"Hmm," I replied his words.

"What are you doing here, by the way?" he asked pleasantly.

"None of your business," I replied coldly, my gaze still moving forward.

"Okay, sorry." he said.

"It's nothing," I replied simply.

"I'm sorry for being unkind to you, this isn't your fault either. Even though you've tried to be friendly to me, but I responded with disrespect. Sorry," I unconsciously spoke so long to him, even though I was angry with acute level.

"No problem," he replied.

"I know, from the look on your face, you look like you're angry. If I may know, what's your problem?" he asked.

Hmm, alright, if I could share a little story with him maybe my emotions could melt a little. ~

I thought. For some reason, I felt comfortable around him. Even though he is in the category of people who are just known, but I already feel that he is my old friend. I believe he will respond to my confession well.

"Very well, if you wish, I'll tell you." I said starting.

"My father has an old acquaintance from the opposite island, he intends to set me up with his son. Even though I never met him, let alone know him. Who is willing to be matched with someone who is not yet known?"

"As far as I know that marriage is based on feelings of mutual love between partners, and that is also what I hope for my wedding later. How do you want to love of you haven't met? I'm really upset right now." I who told a long story finally ended my story.

Romy turned to stare at me with his dazzling beaded blue eyes.

Then he said, "I know your feelings. I have a younger sister that my mother also arranged for. Her name is Marcha." Romy looked away.

"She was so frustrated that she had to face the match my mother wanted. Until one day, she came to me with tears in her eyes, begging me so that I could persuade my mother to cancel the arranged marriage on her behalf. Her marriage will take place in a few years, after she finishes her education."

After saying that, he looked back into my eyes which implied the question 'What follows?'.

He laughed while looking into my curious eyes.

"My mother remains stubborn in her stance, she is determined to keep Marcha married to that man no matter what. Because she believes, love will grow with habit." he continued.

"I'm a little annoyed with my mother now. Because, after all, the one who is going to undergo the marriage is Marcha, not my mama. She should have asked Marcha for approval first, then she could match her."

I nodded in agreement at his last sentence. Of course, the matchmaking will be me, not my father.

"Thank you for being willing to hear my confession earlier." I say thank you.

"I feel more relieved now that I can share my feelings well." I continued

"No problem," he replied.

"Julie!" Suddenly someone called me. I recognized his voice, of course it was my father.

My position and Romy, who were resting their hands on the balcony looking at the scenery below, suddenly changed to face the back of the balcony, where my father was standing.

"What are you doing here? I've been looking for you since earlier. I remind you that you will be arranged, so don't be alone with a man you just met!" said my father.

"But I already know him! I've met, exchanged greetings, chat, even know his name! You said not to be alone with someone I just met, but how can you marry me to a man who I don't even know his name?!" I argued.

Such trifles could be used as a weapon against my father. Because, every time the man who was arranged with me was invited to meet, he always could not come with the pretext of business. He was indeed a wealthy merchant from across the island, but that could not guarantee his loyal behavior or not.

Father exhaled rough and immediately pulled my hand away from the balcony and Romy to my room. I looked into the eyes of Romy who was standing on the balcony watching everything that happened just now.

I can only surrender to my father's treatment. Maybe this is the first and last time I can talk and look him in the eye. Eyes that convey shade, understanding, warmth and serenity to me. I haven't even had time to say goodbye to him.

That night when the party ends ~

I curled up on the bed playing everything from the start. From the first time he greeted me until my father pulled my hand forcibly. When playing the incident with Romy, I smiled.

He is really a good young man, a young man who loves his younger sister, cares for his family, has a deep sense of sympathy, understanding of the situation, and whatever else I think is good about him.

My heart rippled when I remembered. At our first meeting, I guess,

I fell in love with him ~

Flashback off

I have finished dressing, now is the time for me to walk towards the altar, the place where the groom and the priest are waiting for the bride to come.

I smiled happily as I walked towards the altar, accompanied by my father. My arm is connected to his arm.

The song played softly in rhythm with my steps.

*Not sure if you know this,

But when we first met,

I got so nervous,

I couldn't speak.

In that very moment,

I found the one,

And my life had found its missing piece.

So as long as I live I love you,

Will have and hold you,

You look so beautiful in white.

And 'from now till my very last breath,

This day I'll cherish,

You look so beautiful in white.

Tonight.

Beautiful in white: Shane Filan*

Finally I can get married on the basis of love.It paid off for our struggle so far.

After all the tears, anger and smiles we have poured into our story, we are finally able to unite in a joy that will not be forgotten.

A happy smile adorned my lips.

Chap. 2

Flashback on

A few days ago. During the day when I was planning to buy new acrylic paints and brushes, I met him at the bookstore. At first I didn't recognize him, so I didn't greet him.

I assumed he seemed to know where I was. He walked towards me. I who still didn't realize it just acted indifferent.

"Uhm ..." he cleared his throat beside me, gesturing to speak.

I who still don't recognize him just act as if there is no one beside me.

"Hey," he said while poking my shoulder.

I, who was looking at the brush, faced him.

"You called me? So sorry, I don't know you." I answered.

"Is that so? All right, let's get acquainted. My name is Romy," he said, sticking out his hand.

"Geez"

"What's the matter? What's wrong with my name?"

"No, that's not the matter,"

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you earlier." I continued.

"It's okay, your name is Julie, right?" he asked.

"Right, how are you?" I asked pleasantly.

"Hm, good news, how about you?" he asked back.

I lowered my face for a moment, it occurred to me about the matchmaking.

"Hm, as you can see now,"

I decided to answer, shrugged, then looked up.

Romy noticed the change in my face, which suddenly became dark, as if it were hung by black clouds. He immediately changed the subject.

"What are you doing here, by the way?"

I lifted the brush and acrylic paint which I held.

"This is what I bought, you? What will you buy?" I asked.

My usual cheerful expression returned. "Oh, I was just looking at a book about aviation." he replied.

"Have you finished choosing?" he asked. "Yes, what is it?"

"Come on follow me"

He pulled my hand out of the shop after paying. My heart skipped a beat when he held my hand. His warm palms, fine fingers. I kept staring at his hand that was holding, er, wrong, dragging my wrist.

Then he let go of his grip, because the streets weren't as busy as before.

I followed behind him.

"Hey, where are we going?"

He did not answer my question. He just kept walking until we came to the shore of the lake.

"Come on, over here." He sat on the grass, then patted the grass beside him.

I moved to sit next to him, facing the lake.

"This lake has been my favorite for a long time. It's called Lonely Lake. Usually, when there's a problem or I want to be alone, I'm always here."

"Hmmm..."

"Beautiful view, right?"

"Hmmm..." I just enjoy the beauty of the lake while responding 'hmmm' to Romy.

"Hey, do you like painting?" he asked.

"Yes, I like painting and making handlettering. That's my hobby and my job. What's your hobby? Or maybe a goal? We can share stories here."

"I want to be in the military for aviation. I want to be the pilot."

I turned towards him.

"Why do you want to get into the military for aviation?" I asked.

It was actually a difficult goal, because only recruits from one village were ranked in the top six from the exam. That, too, took the exam for all young people in the village. Two ground military personnel, two marine military personnel, two more from the flight.

"I feel, when we board a plane or helicopter, even if it is a fighter plane, I feel as if I have no more burden on my life. I am free to go anywhere. Can fly up and down, right and left, can do circling attractions. It's fun. Once. Can feel freedom like a bird flying through the sky."

He looked up at the red and orange sky. There was a glimpse of sad look on his face. Looks like he's trying to hide his sadness.

"Hmmm, did someone burden you that much?" I asked, courageously.

He turned to look at me. His dazzling clear blue eyes stared down at my beaded eyes. It was not a gaze, it was a gaze of sorrow. Then he looked back at the surface of the lake water, his gaze blank.

I waited for him to speak. But it looks like he will never speak up.

Instead of just being quiet, I decided to speak. "Hey, whatever it is, if you're not ready to say it, don't say it. I can tolerate it, because we only met a few days ago. Don't worry." I rubbed his shoulder, reassuring.

"Hmmm..."

"All right, now it's late, I'll take you back. It's not good for girls to walk alone in the evening." He looked at me.

"Hm ... Alright, come on!" I answered.

We got up from where we were sitting, then walked towards my house.

"Hey, by the way, I've never met your sister, what kind of person is she?" I started a conversation while we were walking towards my house.

"Hmm ... In my opinion, her face is cute, but she is a very talkative person and likes to tease people. Whether it's her friend, me, even her mother she is ignorant too. What a strange hobby." he explained with a smile.

"If I hear it from the way you describe her, it looks like she's a very excited and funny person, huh?"

"Well ... I see ... Sometimes she can joke to the point of crossing the line, making people panic, upset or angry. When she's not home, it feels like my house becomes like a grave. Because he's usually the loudest at home."

"Hm ... I see, huh ... It must be nice to have a younger sister huh?"

"Not really,"

A few moments later, we arrived at my yard. When I was about to leave where I stood, he held my wrist.

"Wait a minute," he asked me.

"What is wrong?" I asked him.

"What if we meet tomorrow at the fountain downtown? I have something to give you." he said.

"Hm ... Alright. How about 9 am?"

"OK, 9:00 am, all right?" he held out his pinky finger.

"Agreed." I greeted his little finger, smiled, then we intertwined our little fingers.

He smiled back at me "Don't forget, okay? I'll wait."

"All right, I'll try, bye, Romy, thanks for taking me home, take care!"

"No problem, see you!" he smiled.

I smiled back at him, then turned to walk towards my house, and turned the doorknob.

At that time, I did not know what would be waiting for me behind the door. I don't understand that the situation can change what will happen in my future.

I pushed open the door and was stunned, finding ...

INTERMEZZO

Romy: Hey, Julie! 😯

Julie: Hm? 😕

Romy: Why are you stunned after pushing the door? 🧐

Julie: Hm? Oh ... that ... I got--😯 *Interrupted.

Author: Ssshhhh.....!🤫 😉

Julie: Oh... Hahah... You're the Author! Nosy...😅

Romy: Issshhh... What are you girls hiding from me? 🧐

Author: Who is hiding something from you? 🙄

Romy: So why did you stop Julie from mentioning it? 😕

Author: Because later the viewers will know the answer. 😁

Romy: Oh ... Then ... Julie! Whisper to me what you found there! Please .... 😚

Julie: Huhhh ... I won't tell! Let me and the Author know! Women's business! 🤭

Author: Good job, Julie! 😌 👍🏻

Romy: You two! 😒

Author + Julie: Hehehheh ... 😝